I consider myself lucky. I grew up in the age when the veterans of World Wars were still here, when you could own a shotgun, or rifle, without a licence. That was a time when you could buy some .22lr, or .410 from the corner shop in rural Australia.
I rode my unregistered motorbike through...
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